Revenge Chapter 1

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Not many people know that in Minecraft there are three gods. There is the god of creation, Notch. The god of destruction, Herobrine. And the god of invention, Steve.

Steve loved to craft things. All day and night he would work with the spare ores his oldest brother, Notch gave him to try and make useful items for people on Minecraftia to use. He invented the pickaxe in which the people could break the soil to make protecting homes for their families.

Herobrine liked to help Steve make objects too. Herobrine, not use the making things that didn't destroy, invented TNT; a powerful force that can make large crevasses in the ground. Notch would always say how much Herobrine and Steve looked alike, with the exception of Herobrine's eyes, but in all honesty Steve didn't see the resemblance.

Notch also encouraged his youngest brother in making items. He constantly gave him iron and cobblestone to see what his brother could make of it.

All the gods were at peace with each other until one fateful day.

Herobrine detected an unbalance in the alignment of their work. The Minecraftian's were growing in sizes much too large. Cows and pigs were being slaughtered with pickaxes Steve gave them. One species of fish completely became extinct and there weren't many trees left.

Herobrine went to his eldest brother for guidance, hoping to convince him to let him do something.

"Leave them be." Was all Notch said. "I can always make more animals for the people. I could grow more trees and I can make a more improved fish for the people to eat."

Herobrine nodded. "I know, but Minecraftia was not made to revolve around the humans!"

"Enough!" Notch yelled. "I have made my decision and you, Herobrine, will respect that."

Growling, Herobrine stormed out of the room and left to talk to Steve.

'Maybe he'll see the unbalanced world the way I do.'

Herobrine walked down a large hall. Turning to a room he found his brother hard at work on another creation.

Knocking on the door, Steve turned around. Still sitting on his chair he asked.

"How are you, Brother? Would you like to make more TNT? I've made a weapon for you! It is a pickaxe with one side and it is like a weapon. It's made more for killing animals and handling more durability for the job. Here take it!"

Steve handed the white eyed man the diamond invention. Putting it in his pockets Herobrine asked.

"What do you call your marvelous invention?"

"I call it a scythe."

"Thank you, Brother, but you must help me! The balance is getting out of hand on Minecraftia. People are killing the poor helpless animals with your pickaxes in which you intended for them to mine with. Please, Brother, help me show Notch the unbalance in the flow of the world."

Steve stood up from his desk and nodded.

"I will help you, Brother. But how do you intend to make the world balanced if Notch realizes it?"

The older brother sighed.

"If we wish for the world to become balanced we must make something to slow their population. Make it decrease in numbers. I will make killing machines. Ones that will kill some of them off."

Steve was horror struck by the idea.

"Kill the people we worked so hard on protecting? That's horrible! How could you think of such a thing?!"

"It's what's right!" Herobrine hissed. Venom was heard in every word. "And you know it. We put animals on the world to make more life, but the people are killing the life we intended!"

Steve shook his head. "You are not my brother. My brother would never say such a thing! Leave my workplace at once!"

"You have no right to talk to your older brother that way!" Herobrine spat.

Steve turned around and worked at his bench, not listening to the other demi-god.

Herobrine stormed out of his little brother's room and paced the floor.

'I must take actions into my own hands.' Herobrine thought. 'I will make the ultimate killing machine.'

All day and all night Herobrine worked on a monster that will attack the humans. He first came with a creature called a zombie. Herobrine made this creature so it would only survive at night and burn in the day.

'Perfectly balanced.' Herobrine thought to himself.

Next he made a skeleton. Something didn't seem right about it so he equip it with a weapon Herobrine made in Steve's workshop long ago. Weapons that will shoot long ranged and almost never miss its target. This creature will also burn in the sun.

Feeling satisfied, he put them on the earth. He watched in glee as the monsters killed many people and few were alive to see them burn on the surface of the sun. Herobrine made them smarter than that, though. Using the TNT he invented, Herobrine made large tunnels and caves that were as dark as night for the mobs to retreat to in the morning. That is if they were quick enough.

Notch was horrified by Herobrine's creations and what it did to the people.

"How could you do it, Herobrine? I told you the world was perfectly balanced the way it was! Then you made these monstrosities to plague the world we created together!" Notch yelled.

"Destruction and creation are two sides of the same coin. You've creates the world. You created the people and animals and plants and hills and grass in which they step on, unaware of their blessing. I have destroyed nothing in this world. How can the world be balanced if there if not destruction?! I made a good choice. Not only that but they will not attack in the sun. If the people stay in their houses when the moon is up than they will be protected. They cannot fight it. They can only wait in their homes until the sun is in the sky until the mobs leave them peace. That is balanced!"

Notch shook with rage.

"You are banished from the Aether! I banish you to the depths of Nether where you will learn about your mistakes. When you have realized what horrible thing you've done, you may come home."

With a flick of a spell Herobrine was sent to the Nether. Notch didn't know this but zombies and skeletons weren't Herobrine's first creations. He made zombie pigmen, half dead humans and pig humanoids that will attack a single being if only one is injured.

The zombie pigmen walked up to Herobrine and knelt before him.

"Lord Herobrine. You have returned." The zombie pigmen worshipped Herobrine as they thought he was the only god. "We are lonely. Could you make more life here for us?"

Herobrine smiled. "Yes I will, my children."

Herobrine walked to a natural fire burning on the ground and cast a spell. A blaze was born and Herobrine admired his work.

Herobrine made more mobs in the Nether. Each one more horrifying than the last.

When he was finally satisfied he put hundreds of them on the world. Some in caves, some in tunnel systems, some in Steve's personal mine shafts. He hoped the world would enjoy his creepers, spiders and endermen.

He made each perfectly balanced.

Creepers would kill people, but kill themselves in the process. Balanced.

Slimes didn't do much damage but they multiplied like nuts! Balanced.

Endermen would attack only if they were looked at. They could teleport too but could never walk in the rain or survive in water. Balanced.

After putting them in the over world Herobrine watched a village from the dense fog. His eyes glowing in delight as the zombies started breaking the door down.

This delight turned into curiosity as the zombies became red. The same kind of red as if a human were to get hurt. In a matter of seconds the zombie was killed and was gone in a puff of smoke.

Herobrine couldn't believe his eyes. How did his perfect zombies die so quickly?! Running quickly towards the house he saw a male equipped with the strangest thing Herobrine has ever seen. It was a large and sharp stone attached to a stick. The man help on to the stick and swung it at the next zombie. In a matter of a few hits the zombie died.

This must have been the work of Steve! How could his young brother betray him so, giving these mortals tools to save themselves!?

Herobrine stormed to the Aether where he found Steve working on the strange weapon his brother called a sword.

Herobrine growled behind his brother and as the demi-god turned around, Herobrine pounced on his brother.

"How dare you make such a weapon to kill my creations?!" Herobrine hissed pinning Steve to a wall by the neck.

A strong force cutting off his air caused Steve to grope at his neck, trying to pry off the hands that was restricting his precious oxygen, but to no avail.

"Br-Brother." Steve pleaded, eyes getting misty as he thought to himself. 'I'm going to die. This is the end.'

Herobrine lifted Steve up over his head and brought him outside. The boy struggled trying to get out of the man's grip but fail miserably.

Walking to the edge of a cloud Herobrine put his brother down. Steve sputtered and collapsed, gasping for breath. His face was full of fear and Herobrine almost felt bad.

'A betrayal is a betrayal.' Herobrine reminded himself.

Pushing Steve towards the edge of the cloud Herobrine looked into Steve's fearful eyes as he turned around and looked at his brother.

"Why, brother? Please don't."

Steve's eyes became glassy as Herobrine pushed him closer to the edge.

"Please, I beg of you."

With a fluid movement Herobrine pushed the boy of the edge.

'That ought to deal with him' Herobrine thought, dusting off his hands on his jeans. 'Now what about Notch...?'

In the Over world the sun was just high enough in the sky to burn all the remaining mobs.

The man, Steve, fell from the skies and plunged into the ocean. Falling head first, his head hit a rock. His eyes bolted open as all his memories faded away.

His lungs begged for oxygen and Steve swam to the surface with all his might. Lying down on the beach, he closed his eyes, hoping to rest.

Hours passed and soon Steve came to.

His blue shirt was covered in dirt and his jeans were ripped. His memory was hazy and he didn't know where he was. He was in sand and chicken and cows roamed freely.

'I need wood.' Steve thought. The demi-god scratched his head. How did he know that? Shaking it off the man walked to the edge of the woods and to a nearby tree and started punching it until it fell into small pieces. Using his will power and mind he created wooden planks that then became a crafting table.

'I guess I got the hang of this...' Steve thought placing more of the planks on the ground.

'I'll make a nice house.' Steve thought. 'Maybe I could go mining or something...'

"You did what!?" Notch stood in his throne room. Herobrine stood in the door, a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Yes, Steve is gone. I pushed him in the over world. No one could survive such a fall!"

Notch shook in fury.

"How could you!? You monster! He was your brother too! And you just killed him like he was nothing to you!"

Herobrine clenched his fists.

"You always like Steve better! He created things just like you did! Now there is only destruction and creation. No more invention! The world shall fall out of alignment and I will bring you with me!"

Herobrine chuckled darkly. His plan was working perfectly.

Notch grabbed a splash potion and threw it at his white eyed brother.

"Be gone demon!"

The splash potion his Herobrine and the glass shattered, cutting the man's arms and legs. With a whirl of purple sparks Herobrine found himself in the hellish world of the Nether.

'He thinks he could banish me here. Ha! I'll come back now!'

Herobrine willed himself to teleport to the Aether. Frowning he tried with all his might but couldn't.

'Why could he do it?!' Suddenly a voice rung in his mind. It was clear as day and as painful as lemon juice on an open gash.

'Be gone demon!'

Only gods could come to the Aether! And if Notch, god of the gods called him a demon...

Herobrine stood, horror struck. He wasn't a god anymore. He truly was a demon.

He could teleport to the Over world, but that was no land if the gods. Then a thought washed over him. Herobrine smiled. He could terrorize the mortals in that world and all shall fear the name Herobrine!

Concentrating hard Herobrine left the Nether and came into Minecraftia.

DAYS LATER

Steve looked back at his creation. He made a lovely wooden home. There were nice little windows, a large bedroom and Steve even made a garden. A little wheat field was on the left and a rose garden on the right.

He added more red roses and smiled as he finished the last one. Little did the former demi-god know that he was being watched by white glowing eyes.

'Steve!' Herobrine cursed under his breath. 'How is he still alive?!'

Herobrine face twisted in anger. If Notch were to know that Steve is alive, he will get him and join forces. I couldn't stand a chance against two gods.

The god was now beaming at the man in the distance with those intimidating eyes and with that nasty grin to match.

'I will kill him myself, yes; it will be the perfect revenge!' Herobrine thought getting closer to the miner.

'You shall pay and I shall have my revenge.'

A/N: Hey guys! Welcome to my first Minecraft fanfiction. Hope you all enjoyed it. I may leave the story like this or I'll add a few chapters and make it a story but if you guys want more please review. If I get 10 reviews, I'll continue. Please review, favorite, and follow!

Just so you know I made this story to explain why Herobrine wants Steve dead, why Herobrine is so feared and how Steve just happens to look like Herobrine. (They're twins...) I also tried to explain how Steve could make wooden planks out of wood and stuff. Just so you know, the weapon Steve gave Herobrine was a diamond scythe. I've always thought of Herobrine with a scythe, not a sword.

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